Dark Chocolate

This is an ode to sleepovers, midnight feasts and every other recreation of the Enid Blyton universe in my life when I was about 10 years old. My friends would come over, we’d struggle to stay awake till a respectable hour, stuff our faces with a whole bunch of goodies, pat ourselves on the back…

I’m in so much trouble. If making no-churn ice cream was even a teeny little harder, I’d probably not be getting into this every week. But I’m here now, and regrets are pointless. Plus, I get to eat ice cream at the end of it all. So let’s do this!

Happy new month! I was supposed to have this post up for you last week in time for the Easter long weekend, buuuut I went to Goa and forgot to be productive. Sorry. But I do have the most amazing macaroons here for you, because Monday is actually the best day for a chocolate fix, correct?…

I did it. I found a way to keep a stash of chocolate in the fridge after giving away my stash of chocolate in the fridge. Basically, I reduced my guilt and then brought it right back because guilt reduction is overrated. I present to you, barely sweetened (ergo, healthy), intensely dark, homemade peanut butter…

I put beer in a cake because that’s the only way I’ll drink beer, and honestly, I don’t know why anyone drinks it any other way. Especially if it’s a fabulous stout, that, when melted with butter and mixed with sugar, produces a honey-flavoured, golden potion that made me think I might have unintentionally created…